It is not wrong to say that all of us go through our daily lives doing the routines we do everyday without thinking about dying. Not surprising since no one really wants to die too soon, neither is death a wonderful thought to have.
But when we go through an experience that really puts us close to the white light, the thought of death really becomes a serious thought that goes through your mind. Death questioning experiences really emphasises the fact that our lives are nothing spectacular but like fine thread that can be cut off very easily, or like a candle that can be blown out.
I heard a song, and it is a song that I truly like. It is a chinese song entitled , "If I had only one day". I won't go into the full lyrics but the gist of the song is that, if a person had only one day to live, all the money in the world would be of no use and a simple drink of water, food and a roof over one's head would be sufficient. Everytime I listen to that song, I get reminded about how fragile my life is - I may be writing this tonight and I might be dead tomorrow.
Not often we get reminded about how we can lose our lives so easily. One week ago, I lost my squash coach, who was also a good friend to cancer. A nice guy who taught me a lot about playing squash and being a good samaritan. It is just so sad that someone has to pass on. I never had a chance to speak to him before he passed on.
Always treasure this fragile life of ours...................
But when we go through an experience that really puts us close to the white light, the thought of death really becomes a serious thought that goes through your mind. Death questioning experiences really emphasises the fact that our lives are nothing spectacular but like fine thread that can be cut off very easily, or like a candle that can be blown out.
I heard a song, and it is a song that I truly like. It is a chinese song entitled , "If I had only one day". I won't go into the full lyrics but the gist of the song is that, if a person had only one day to live, all the money in the world would be of no use and a simple drink of water, food and a roof over one's head would be sufficient. Everytime I listen to that song, I get reminded about how fragile my life is - I may be writing this tonight and I might be dead tomorrow.
Not often we get reminded about how we can lose our lives so easily. One week ago, I lost my squash coach, who was also a good friend to cancer. A nice guy who taught me a lot about playing squash and being a good samaritan. It is just so sad that someone has to pass on. I never had a chance to speak to him before he passed on.
Always treasure this fragile life of ours...................
Comments
Post a Comment